Chang Ting frowned, glanced at the gloomy side hall, nodded hesitantly, and walked in. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as she entered, the disciple closed the door from the outside, and she couldn't help but jump in fright.

The light inside was dim, and the windows were covered with heavy draperies.

She stood alertly at the door, not in a hurry to go inside, and raised her eyes to sweep around.

After her eyes got used to it, she saw that there was no one on the valley lord's seat in front of her.

These two people, the same problem!

Chang Ting secretly cursed in his heart, and then set his eyes on a small door on the east side of the side hall.

She took a deep breath and walked towards the center of the hall.

"Disciple Baili Changting, I have seen the valley master!" She stood still, landed on one knee, and saluted.

A smell of wine came to her face, and when she looked up in shock, a gray figure was already staggering in front of her.

She subconsciously got up and took a few steps back.

Hua Yang stood there with a gloomy expression, a pair of eyes swirling on her.

Changting retreated, she didn't expect that the valley master would be drunk.

"Gu Master, the disciple will come and see you another day." With that, she strode toward the door.

With a flicker, the valley lord came to her again.

Chang Ting's hands ached, and he looked at the pair of yin owl eyes with a look of horror.

Hua Yang grabbed her hand and forced her back step by step.

"Valley ......"

Without waiting for Chang Ting's words to come out, Hua Yang's gaze suddenly became blurred, raised his other hand, touched her cheek, and whispered indiscriminately, "Bai Tu ......"

Chang Ting's body stiffened, forgetting to avoid his hand, stopped his steps, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked through gritted teeth, "Whose name is the valley lord calling?" ”

Hua Yang turned a deaf ear to her question, and his expression became sad, and while rubbing her face with his hand, he continued to whisper, "Why do you want to marry him?" Why did you marry him......

The smell of wine made Changting almost nauseous. The hand that rubbed her face repeatedly gave her goosebumps.

She forced the discomfort, and her voice trembled a little and asked again, "Where is the person you said now?" ”

Suddenly, Hua Yang let go of the hand that was holding her arm and staggered towards the big seat.

Changting was very conflicted, and just when she was hesitating whether to escape from this drunkard first or continue to ask, Hua Yang returned to her with a white silk robe in his hand.

She glanced at it quickly, and her heart suddenly chuckled, it was clearly a woman's dress.

She turned and ran, but after only two steps, she was held by an arm.

A rough gasp mixed with the smell of alcohol sprayed on her ears, and she struggled desperately.

Hua Yang hugged her from behind, handed the woman's shirt to her, and sucked her neck with her lips, "Quickly change this dress!" ”

Chang Ting was ashamed and angry, and a high forward kick in his right leg kicked him to the forehead.

Hua Yang dodged, his arm loosened, and he staggered back two steps.

Changting rolled forward, and he had already arrived at the door, and he didn't care about anything else, so he went to pull the door of the palace.

A crack opened in the door of the hall, and she clearly saw Xiao Feibai's brown eyes, but her waist tightened, and she was dragged back again.

Then there was a loud bang of the temple door being kicked shut.

"Hua Yang! You fucking pervert! Chang Ting scolded.

She turned around with all her might, and when there was a little space between the two of them, she reached out and blocked fiercely, breaking free from his embrace.

She jumped in the air, her toes on a temple pillar, and took advantage of the situation to give Hua Yang a hard kick in the chest from a height.

Although Hua Yang drank a lot of wine, after all, his martial arts were strong, and he straightened his chest without dodging, and a deep internal force rebounded Changting to the ground.

Just as she rolled over and was about to get up, her eyes turned white, and Hua Yang threw the dress in her hand on her head, covering her eyes.

When she was pulling and pulling, there was a numbness on a big hole on her chest, and she had collapsed to the ground.

Seeing that lewd face approaching little by little, she lay on the ground ashamed and desperate!

"What are you going to do? I'm a man! She yelled in horror.

Hua Yang pounced on her like a hungry tiger.

He gnawed hard at her neck, his hands tearing at her shirt almost frantically.

Chang Ting was humiliated and desperate, his upper body was cold, and his delicate skin was exposed in front of him.

His dirty hands roamed around her flat chest, gasping and whispering in her ear, "Even if you're a man, I can't let it go!" I've been depressed for almost a year, your face turns in front of my eyes every day, I don't care about anything anymore, I'm going to have you today! ”

As he spoke, his lips sucked wildly on her upper body, and his hands began to pull at her pants.

She was completely desperate, and tried her best to let out a roar from her throat, "Hua Muhan! Save me! ”

Hua Yang, who was lying on top of him, shook his body and looked at the face that made him crazy with hesitation.

At that moment, a loud sound was deafening!

The door of the palace cracked and flew in all directions, and a cold and sharp long sword pointed directly at Hua Yang's throat!

Hua Yang's eyes widened in horror, but he was still lying on Chang Ting's body.

Hua Muhan lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on the purple-red marks on Chang Ting's chest.

His face showed an unprecedented ferocious aura, and he raised his foot and kicked hard, and Hua Yang's body fell heavily to the ground a foot away.

With that kick, he used ten percent of his strength, if it weren't for Hua Yang's deep internal force to protect his body, he would have died of anger.

A large mouthful of blood spit out from Hua Yang's mouth, and he stared at the man with murderous eyes in horror, trembling like a sifting chaff, how could he still have the majesty of the valley lord.

Hua Muhan pulled the placket of his clothes, took off his coat, bent down to wrap Changting's body, and hugged her in his arms with a heavy face.

He saw the tears that were rapidly gathering in those big clear eyes.

After more than two years of getting along, she has never cried.

He hugged the person in his arms, and was not in a hurry to leave, but walked in front of Hua Yang first, staring at his face coldly, "She is mine, if there is any misconduct in the future, it is not as simple as worry-free valley that can't tolerate you!" ”

Seeing him walk away, Hua Yang's body was relieved, full of remorse and fear.

With a rush under his feet, Hua Muhan hugged Changting out of Sanssouci Garden.

When he reached a secluded place, he stopped, squatted down, and rushed through the acupuncture point where she was being pointed with internal force.

As soon as his body moved, Changting hugged Hua Muhan and cried bitterly in his arms.

Hua Muhan hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear with self-reproach, "Changting is not afraid, this is the last time, I promise, this must be the last time!" From now on, with me, no one will hurt you! Don't cry, be good. ”